Sorry if this sucks, I'm beyond high on nyquil. I hate being sick. :(

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Gibbs cradled the baby in his left hand as he held a bottle in his right. The baby gurgled, making him smile.

"Do you want some ice cream and cake?"...Ziva asked, standing in the doorway.

"Naw."...Gibbs looked up for a split-second.

"You know, Tony almost named him after you."

Gibbs chuckled..."Good thing he didn't, Abby would've stole him."

"She tries to anyway."...Ziva laughed.

Gibbs sat the bottle down, laying the baby against his chest, patting him on the back until he burped.

Ziva smiled, stepping towards them, taking the baby from Gibbs..."All full, yes?"...She smiled at her baby, but giggled..."Gibbs, your jacket."...She gritted her teeth..."Sorry."

Gibbs looked down, the baby had spit up on him..."Don't worry about it, it's nothing a little soap and water can't get out."

Ziva carried her son towards the crib..."Gibbs, may I ask you a question?"

Gibbs rubbed at his jacket..."I guess."

Ziva gently laid the baby down, caressing his tiny cheeks as she pulled away..."Why did you not have more children with your other wives?"

"Because they weren't Shannon."...Gibbs replied, he stood from the rocking chair, moving towards the door.

Tony appeared in the doorway..."He gotcha, huh? Heh. Don't feel bad, he threw up in my mouth the other day, talk about needing coffee with your cream. Heh."...He looked at Ziva, she was rolling her eyes..."Oh, no, your boobie milk is great, it really is, it's...delicious?"

"DiNozzo."

"Yeah, Boss?"

"Shut up."

"Shutting up, Boss."

Gibbs moved into the bathroom, wetting and wiping at the spot on his jacket when his cell phone started to ring, he quickly answered it..."Gibbs...I'm a little busy, Fornell....What? Bring Ziva? Why?...Yeah, I know where it is, we'll be there in 30 minutes."...Gibbs snapped his cell closed..."DiNozzo!"

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Gibbs, Tony and Ziva walked up to a hotel room inside the Omni Hotel. Fornell and Langer stood in front of the door..."Why did I have to be here?"...Ziva asked.

"The room was registered to a Ziva David."...Fornell answered.

"What?"...Ziva tilted her head, looking perplexed..."But why?"

"Paid in full through the month, Agent Sacks is working on getting the surveillance tapes."....Fornell stepped aside, allowing them to enter the room. The room was freezing, the sound of the air condition could be heard in the background. They stopped, seeing Courtney Krieger sitting naked in a chair, her lifeless body prompted up like the five women before her, except for one difference, around her neck hung not pearls, but a Star of David.

Air freshners were situated around the room, trying to mask the smell of decaying flesh.

"Seems the killer is a fan of your wife's, DiNozzo."...Langer stated.

Tony rushed out the door, grabbing Langer by the front of his suit jacket, slamming him into the wall..."Say it again, Langer. Come on! Say it again!"

Langer just smiled at him.

Tony wrapped his right hand around Langer's neck and started to squeeze.

"Tony!"...Ziva yelled, running after him, she grabbed his arm..."Please."...Tony swung his head towards her..."He is not worth it."

Tony turns his head back toward Langer, his grip tightens..."If you ever come near my daughter again...I will kill you."

Tony let go of Langer's neck, hastily moving back into the hotel room. Langer gasped for air, coughing, he turned his head, Ziva was staring at him..."What?! You gonna threaten me, too?"

"Do I need, too?"...Ziva replied, taking a step towards him.

"I see you finally grew some tits."

Ziva looked down at her chest, then back up at Langer, she sighed..."Leh dhof shluk kafu."...As she walked back into the hotel room.

"What the hell does that..."...Langer stepped into the doorway and started to speak. The door slammed shut in his face..."My nose!"...He grunted loudly through the door..."I think you re-broke it!"

"DiNozzo!"...Gibbs yelled.

Tony smirked, holding his hands into the air as Gibbs and Fornell looked at him..."Uh, I didn't see him there, Boss?"

Gibbs guestures Tony over. Ziva was kneeling next to Courtney Krieger's body..."Was she Jewish?"

"No, she was a Baptist."...Fornell noted.

"Mind if we run this investigation, Tobias?"...Gibbs asked.

"It's all yours, maybe you can actually catch this bastard."

"What if that bastard is out in the damn hallway?"...Tony pointed towards the door.

"You want him to be the killer, don't you?"

"I could give two shits about him...but, what if he IS the killer, huh?"

"Then get me some hard evidence and I'll hand deliver him myself...okay, Duh-not-zo? Deal?"

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Ducky stood next to the body of Courtney Krieger..."She's been dead two, maybe three days, Jethro."

"Same COD, Duck?"

"Yes, the cause of death is the same, asphyxiation, but this time, the killer was more forceful. Violent. After she was deceased, they continued to squeeze, her hyoid bone and trachea are both crushed. The killer was enraged. This was personal, Gibbs and we both know what they usually means."

"Anything else?"

"She doesn't seem to have any post-mortem trauma to her vaginal area, like the other victims, but I'll know more once I perform a full autopsy. Mr. Palmer, the gurney."

"Righy away, Doctor."...Palmer called out, moving towards the door.

"Gibbs, I'd like to..."

"Do anything you want, Ducky."

"It could get expensive."

"Do it anyway, Ducky."...Gibbs turned, looking at Fornell..."Did Krieger have a lover?"

Fornell shrugged..."No idea, but you can ask some of my other people, they may know more."

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Tony and Ziva walked into the security room. Agent Sacks was standing behind a security guard looking at surveillance footage..."Sacks, find anything?"

Sacks glanced back, seeing it was Tony..."Nothing, they erase their DVR after a week and of course, that was this morning."

"You've got to be kidding me."...Tony groaned.

"Talked to a housekeeper, Maria Gomez, she found the body and promptly fainted, but she remembers their being a 'do not disturb' sign on the door for the last week, but today it wasn't there. Looks like killer wanted the body found today and they knew the schedule."

"Sacks, what do you think of Langer?"

Sacks turned, looking at Tony..."In regards to what?"

Tony was silent.

"You think he did this? Langer?"...Sacks laughed..."I don't buy it, he's not that smart, man."

"Did you know if Courtney Krieger was dating anyone?"...Ziva asked.

"Yeah and I'm pretty sure it was someone at the FBI."

"Why do you say that?"

"You just hear rumblings, especially when it might be girl on girl. You know what I mean?"

"She was a lesbian?"...Ziva asked.

Sacks shrugged his shoulders..."Like I said, rumblings and you know how guys are."

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Gibbs walked into autopsy.

"She's pregnant."...Ducky proclaimed.

"Again?"...Gibbs asked with amazement in his voice.

Ducky turned his head, confused, but shook it off..."Ah, not Ziva, Jethro...Courtney Krieger, she was 12 weeks."

"Oh."...Gibbs moved to the autopsy table, Courtney Krieger's body was inside a clear box..."Anything else?"

"My preliminary findings were correct, she was not sexually assaulted post-death, nor at all."

"What's with the box?"

"Abby is going to try and lift a print from her body."

"Oh, that...never mind."...Gibbs walked back towards the elevator..."Let me know."

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Ducky walked off the elevator and into Abby lab..."Did you get a viable print, Abigail?"

Abby stood at her workstation, yawning..."Caf-pow?"

"Ah, sorry, my dear."...He looked at his watch, then out the window, the sun was just beginning to rise..."But, I am willing to buy you breakfast, if we ever get out of here."...He offered with a smile.

"I have to say, thank goodness for super glue! This is the best fingerprint off of body I've ever seen, Ducky and yep, running it through AFIS right now. Lucky the air conditioner was left on, huh?"...Abby said, turning towards Ducky..."Pancakes."

"Anything you want."

"No, waffles."

"How about both?"...Ducky compromised.

"McGee!"...Abby yelled.

"Timothy is here, too?"

"Yeah, Gibbs assigned him to protect my booty."

"Ha, I doubt he put it like that, Abby."...Ducky chuckled.

McGee came out from the back room, his hair sticking up, he yawned..."Yeah?"

"Pancakes or waffles, McGee?"...Abby asked.

McGee rubbed the top of his head..."French toast?"

Abby chuckled..."Glad to see you're paying attention, McGee!"

"Are you running the DNA from the fetus?"...Ducky asked.

"Yup, should have the results within the hour."...Abby quickly answered.

Abby's computer started to beep and like clockwork, Gibbs walked into the room..."What we got, Abs?"

The image of Brent Langer pops up on screen with the word 'match' in green over his service record..."Breakfast!"

Gibbs punched into his cell phone's keypad and lifted it to his ear..."Bring him in, Tobias."

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Langer sat in interrogation groaning, his nose taped up, his hands were under the table, shackled to the floor.

Tony and Gibbs stood watching him from observation..."Why aren't you tearing him a new asshole, Gibbs?"

"Waiting for the DNA from the fetus, if he's the father, our case just got a whole lot easier."

"His thumb print was on her neck, Gibbs...we don't need anything else. Let me do it."

"No."...Gibbs simply stated..."Matter of fact, go home."

"Gibbs?"

"We don't need you doing anything you'll regret."

"Like killing the bastard?"

"Uh, yeah, DiNozzo...that would be bad. He's not going anywhere. Go home, be with your family."

Tony didn't move, in stood silently in defiance.

"Don't make me order you, Tony."

Tony sighed..."Fine, but if they match."

"I'll call ya."

Tony moved to the door, opening it. He turned to his left, looking down at the door to interrogation.

"Don't even think about it."...Gibbs spoke up.

Tony turned right, heading towards the squad room. He entered the squad room, Ziva was sitting at her desk. She stood as he entered the room..."What is the news?"

"Fingerprint matched, Gibbs is waiting for DNA test."

"Okay...now what?"

Tony walked over to her, taking her in his arms, giving her a quick kiss..."We go home."

"Good."...Ziva smiled, taking his hand in hers..."I miss him."...She led Tony towards the elevators.

The elevator dinged and the doors slowly opened, a man is tossed out, his face bruised and covered in blood. Two large men step out behind him, followed by Ziva's father.

"Aba? What are you doing here? I thought you were back in Israel?"

"Lift him."...Her father ordered. The two large bodyguards lift the bloody man..."Tell them what you told me!"

"I did it."...He spat out, blood pouring out his mouth..."C-Courtney."

Director David reared back, punching the man in the face, knocking him cold.

"Who the hell is that and what did he do to her?!"...Tony yelled..."And what business of this is yours?!"

Director David dug deep into his pocket, pulling out a handkerchief, wiping the blood from his fist..."He killed her, he just admitted it and he used MY name."

"My name, Aba."...Ziva replied.

"No, you are no longer a David and I do not take kindly to people disgracing my name."

"My God, what did you do to Agent Wentworth?!"...Fornell yelled, looking down from the balcony standing next to Director Vance.

"You agent was a registered guest at the Omni Hotel 17 times this year alone."...Director David spoke..."And guess with who?"

"Wentworth?"...Ziva repeated..."I remember him, Gibbs stole his ID."

"Huh?"...Tony looked at Ziva confused..."When? Why?"

"When Jeanne Benoit accused you of murder, DiNozzo."...Gibbs stated..."And Abby just informed me that he's also the father of Krieger's baby."